Four Letters in Reverse (FLIR #1)

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telling me she was just jealous.
    “Carolyn has set her sight on Owen but it’s not happening in this lifetime so she’s projecting her frustration on you,” Hannah had said vehemently once Matty spilled the beans.
    “Just ignore her,” Matty had advised.
    Ignore her.
    That was easier said then done. Especially right now in gym class.
    My team was winning, no fault of my own. But Hannah was a beast on the court and her serves made everyone duck for cover.
    Carolyn seemed even more frustrated that she and her minions were currently down in points. I watched her as she tried emulating Hannah’s prowess, each and every volley or serve she made directed at … me.
    Sigh.
    I had never moved so much in gym than today. By the end of it, I was a sweaty mess. I glared at Hannah who looked like she was basking in bliss as she talked to our gym teacher. I loved the girl to death but I was definitely envious of her athleticism. And I was really grateful that she always seemed to be right there, saving me from a volley to the head.
    “Annabella.”
    My heart sunk and a feeling of dread surrounded me like a dark cloud. I turned.
    Ugh, I forgot about her.
    Carolyn faced me with the fakest smile known to mankind plastered on her red stained lips.
    Why is she wearing so much makeup?
    And in gym?
    I was still trying to figure her out that I almost missed what she said.
    “I still think you suck,” she said, scary smile still in effect.
    Uh … what?
    I glanced toward Hannah for help but she was still engrossed in conversation with Mr. Beech so I turned back, mentally putting on my shield of armor.
    Bring it, Caro.
    “But I’m supposed to apologize to you so here I am, apologizing.”
    Are. You. For. Real?
    I looked over her shoulder and noticed Owen and Bruno hanging out in the distance wearing basketball shorts, then glanced back at Carolyn.
    Oh.
    She was just doing a show for Owen’s benefit. I frowned, not believing that some people could suck so much. What was I supposed to say to that?
    Thanks?
    I looked over at Owen again and saw that he was staring back with a hopeful grin on his face. I sighed, then faced Carolyn once more. This time I had my own fake smile.
    OMG, I can’t believe I’m doing this. “Thanks for that sincere apology, Carolyn. This is me, accepting.”
    I knew Caro wasn’t expecting that and she faltered for a second.
    I lost the mock smile and looked at her seriously. “I’m going to accept your apology because it seems to make Owen happy if I did. Plus I really hope that you’ll mean it for real in the future.”
    As I moved on ahead, walking toward Hannah who was finally free, I stopped and stared back at Carolyn. “Who knows? Maybe one day we’ll actually be friends. But I won’t hold my breath.”
    I walked away with a grin on my face, proud of myself.
    Way to go, AB!
    I had left Carolyn Young speechless.
     
     
     
     

CHAPTER FIFTEEN
     
    I HAD THE WEIRDEST dream ever. I actually didn’t remember most of it but I knew it involved aliens. Yes, scaly green aliens with tentacles for fingers and volleyballs for heads. A group of them chased me down an empty mall as I screamed for dear life dressed in my gym uniform.
    I was pretty sure I was running away from a bajillion Carolyn Youngs.
    If I had to interpret this dream, I would think that it meant that I should definitely stay away from gym class. Maybe I’d try to get out of it next class by faking a headache, or tummy ache. Despite my brave front, I was not looking forward in a repeat battle of me versus Caro.
    Hannah would say that this was a bad omen. That because the dream took place at a mall, I should probably stay away from them for the time being. As a matter of fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if she’d tell me to run home after school and sprinkle salt at my door then hide under my bed, or better yet, inside my closet, until sunrise.
    Hannah watched a lot of TV.
    Mateo wasn’t here to be my voice of reason so I had to be the

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